It is said that know one truly realizes they are completely and utterly alone until the moment when they're life is crumbling around them and there is know one there to protect or comfort them.

Sitting alone in the rundown café Sara truly felt alone; She had never completely felt alone before she had always had Stan. Just thinking his name felt like a thousand blades piercing her, killing her. She had told herself she would say his name today, not for herself but for him.

"Ma'am are you ok," asked the young barista.

Startled Sara jumped in her seat, "oh yes I'm fine sorry."

"Would you like another cup ma'am? It'll be on the house."

"Thank you that would nice."

As the barista walked away Sara began to take in her surroundings, she had been driving for hours trying to clear her head and at this point she had know idea where she was. She knew it was some where in Missouri but that is about it.

As the barista came over to set the coffee down Sara nonchalantly asked, "I seem to be lost, and so I was wondering if you could tell me where exactly we are."

"Oh yes of course we're in Mexico, Missouri."

Looking at the map Sara eventually found it, "so do you know how long it would take for me to get to St. Louis?"

"Well, St. Louis would be about 2 hours away, so you should be there around 7."

"Ok thanks."

"No problem, now you enjoy that coffee you look like you could use some."

"Oh I will thanks again," Sara chuckled.

St. Louis, Sara had not been there since Stan's accident, and now a year afterwards she was going to do what she had promised him exactly a year ago. Avenge him.

A/N

Ok so this is my first story and I hope you like it. Please review I would live to here what you have to say!